Tim’s Pov
My husband, Gavin, always seemed to be lucky when it came to jobs; he’d join a firm, and they always loved him for some reason or another. He was a Customer Service rep, so he definitely had the gift of the gab. I always laughed that he could talk anyone into buying anything from him.
We had been married for 10 years when Gav got a promotion at his current company. He told me that in the new role, he would earn a lot more money but would have to spend more time in the office. I was happy for him; I worked for a local manufacturing company, keeping their warehousing systems up to date and working.
Gav was easy to look at. He was 6ft 2, with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. He went to the gym a few days a week to keep fit, so he had quite a muscular chest and big guns. I, on the other hand, was quite a bit smaller than he was. I was 5ft 7, with an average body. I did a bit of walking to keep fit, but I couldn’t be bothered with the gym.
We met at a friend's speed dating event at DT’s. I wasn’t going to go as I hate those sorts of things, but he kept pressing, so I decided to go. At the least, I would have a few drinks with my friend, and at the most, I could meet the man of my life. Yeah, right, I thought.
Gav was probably the fifth person I’d spoken to, trying to get to know in 10 minutes. He had me in stitches from the beginning. He told me about his job and what his customers would complain about. Some of the time, they hadn’t even charged the product yet, and they wondered why it wasn’t working. LOL…I told Gav about my job, and he listened with interest. The conversation flowed very easily, and the 10 minutes were up before we knew it.
At the end of the night, Gav caught me before leaving and asked if I wanted to go for a drink with him. Of course, I went, and that, they might say, was the start of a beautiful relationship.
I saw Gavin twice for dinner the first week he started his new role. All other nights, I felt him slip into bed; it must have been past 11 p.m. I started to notice a new fragrance about him; I didn’t think anything of it, he must have bought some new aftershave or deodorant, I assumed.
We hadn’t had sex all week so I made sure I was clean on Saturday so I would be ready for Gav’s fat cock, he was blessed in the dick department, he must have been at least 10 inches long and was girthy as well. We usually had a pretty healthy sex life, probably 3 or 4 times per week, Gav loved me to swallow his cock, I would suck his balls and lick up his shaft, pull his foreskin back and lick the head of his cock, I would then spend my time trying to taking him down my throat, I usually only got about half way down before I started choking, but it always got him going. He loved to go to town on my ass, kissing, licking my cheeks, giving me playful slaps, then really go deep with his tongue, fuck he was so good at it, I would be moaning seconds after he started.
He would stretch me out with his fingers and then ease his fat cock into me, I have to admit it sometimes hurt he was so big, I tried not to let on to Gavin though, Gavin would tell me this ass is mine, he wasn’t rough, he was careful with me, sometimes too careful, I loved his tender touch but sometimes I need to be fucked a bit harder but Gav was a loving husband and took care of me.
I woke up Saturday morning with Gav beside me, not sure what time he eventually made it to bed, it must have been late, as I went to bed at 11.30 pm and had read for a little bit. I got up, made some coffee, and started making some vegemite toast for breakfast. Probably 30 minutes later, Gavin came into the kitchen and kissed me good morning and a hug.
I asked him what time he got in, and he told me it was around 2 am. Jason, his boss, had managed to win a new major client who was in town and needed me to attend a dinner with them. I told him that it was pretty late for a dinner, he dismissively said, you know how these functions go, it’s never just a dinner, then there are after-dinner drinks and usually a bit of entertainment at some venue or other. I asked where they ended up, and he told me the client wanted to go dancing, so they were at Sircuit, one of the gay bars in Fitzroy.
I didn’t ask anymore about it, I didn’t want Gav to think I was interrogating him, it was just work stuff, I get it. I expected him to be working later hours now that he got the promotion, it was just part of the package.
I hugged Gav from behind while he was sipping his coffee and told him I looked forward to spending a quiet night in just the two of us so we could catch up, hoping he would get my meaning. I wish we could, Tim said, but we’ve been invited to Jason’s place for dinner tonight. He wants to get to know the department heads and their partners better; he thinks it will make us work better together if we get to know each other on a more personal level.
I groaned. I hated doing this stuff, and I was always uneasy meeting new people, but I guess it was all part of the promotion. Now, Gavin was being paid a lot more money. He told me not to worry; it would be fun. I guess I could put up with it for one night.
Gavin Pov
I couldn’t believe the size of Jason’s house when we arrived; it was a mansion. Beautiful gardens at the front, it reminded me of some of the large mansions in the English period movies, it was all very grand.
I told Tim we had to dress up tonight, so we had both picked up a tuxedo from our local department store. We walked up to the door and were greeted by a butler, who must have been employed for the night, I assumed. Once inside, I was in awe of the place; this is the type of place I could see Tim and I living in. A large staircase led up to the next level, where the event was going on. We were led into a large room, there was a band playing tunes in the corner, and there must have been 80 people or so talking, mingling having drinks.
I looked over to see Jason, my boss, he was a large, beautiful mocha-skinned man with a sexy moustache, who was waving at me. He gave me goosebumps when he noticed me, he was in his early 50s, had a fit body, very muscular, he works out at the gym regularly. I couldn’t help but smile. I grabbed Tim’s hand and pulled him along with me. Gavin, you made it, Jason said. Jason greeted me with a hug, his hand moved down nearly touching my ass, he was such a tease.
I introduced Tim to Jason, and Jason shook Tim’s hand warmly. Jason looked at me and said you didn’t tell me what a handsome husband you had. Tim was blushing, how cute, I don’t think he was used to such compliments from somebody he had just met. Tim muttered thanks, nice to meet you too.
Jason put his arm around Tim’s shoulder and led him away, they walked towards the bar to get a drink, I was worried, I wasn’t sure what Jason had in mind or what he would say, he had made some comments about Tim, telling me he will have to learn to share you if this new role is going to work.
I watched nervously as Jason led Tim away, his large hand firmly gripping my husband's shoulder. Tim looked back at me with a mixture of confusion and discomfort, but I just smiled reassuringly. What else could I do? Jason was my boss, and this promotion meant everything to us financially.
"Scotch, neat," Jason's deep voice carried across the room as he ordered for himself. "And for Tim? What's your poison?"
"Um, just a glass of Shiraz, please," Tim replied, his voice smaller than usual.
I made my way through the crowd, nodding at colleagues I recognized, trying not to seem too eager to rescue Tim. When I reached them, Jason was already deep in conversation, leaning close to Tim's ear to be heard over the music.
"Your husband is quite the asset to our company," Jason was saying, his eyes flicking up to meet mine as I approached.
Ever since I had started at Jason’s company I sensed he had a crush on me, he would make certain comments on how I looked, how my pants flattered me, he even tried to ask me out on a few occasions but I always told him I was married and Tim wouldn’t like me going out with another man, Jason told me he was married as well but he and his wife had an open relationship.
That didn’t stop Jason; he kept flirting all the time. If we were in the lift together, he would make some excuse to touch me, either telling me I had a great chest or feeling up my biceps, telling me I had great guns. I have to admit I was flattered and liked the attention. Jason was a gorgeous man and would totally be my type if I were single, but I was married to Tim, we were happy, and I couldn’t do anything to betray him, or so I thought.
When the new role was advertised, Jason suggested that I should apply for the role even though it was way above what I thought I was qualified for. He told me he needed someone self-motivated, who would do anything to win a customer, and wanted someone he could trust. He told me he had seen my customer service numbers and they were through the roof compared to everyone else. He told me the role was for a high performer and as such, the remuneration would be high, nearly double my current salary.
When Jason told me I had the new role, he said we would be working a lot closer together and that I would move to the office opposite him. I expected that the flirting would increase since we would be spending so much more time together, but I wasn’t prepared for what happened that afternoon when everyone else had left for the day.
Jason had asked me to stay late to discuss some client strategies. I thought nothing of it—just part of the new job responsibilities. But when I walked into his office, he closed the door behind me and the lock clicked.
"Congratulations again on the promotion, Gavin," he said, his voice lower than usual. "I think we should celebrate properly."
Before I could respond, he was inches from me, his cologne overwhelming my senses. His hand reached up to my face, thumb brushing my cheek.
"I've wanted you since the day you walked into this company," he whispered.
I should have pushed him away. I should have reminded him about Tim. Instead, I froze as his lips pressed against mine, firm and insistent. The kiss lasted only seconds, but it felt like an eternity—an eternity where I didn't pull away.
Jason dropped to his knees in front of me and mouthed my obscenely hard cock through my pants, I groaned, I tried to resist, I told Jason that Tim wouldn’t like what we were doing. Jason unbuckled my pants and pulled out my cock, it was rock hard. Tim will have to learn to share he told me, fuck what a gorgeous cock you’ve got. He started licking the shaft. I started to moan. I knew I should be walking out of the office, that I was hurting my husband by staying, but Jason’s mouth felt so good.
He pulled my foreskin back and started to suck on the head of my cock, I was in heaven, he was swirling his tongue around and around driving me crazy, then he swallowed more of my cock, he had a least half of my cock down his throat, fuck, he wasn’t struggling at all, when Tim sucked my cock he would choking and spluttering by this stage but Jason was just some how breathing through his nose and swallowing more of my cock.
Jason pulled off my cock with a wet pop and looked up at me with those dark, hungry eyes. "You taste even better than I imagined," he growled, stroking my saliva-slicked shaft with his large hand.
My mind was spinning. Part of me wanted to stop this, to think about Tim, but Jason's mouth had felt incredible—better than anything I'd experienced in years. When he stood up and started unbuttoning his own shirt, revealing that gym-sculpted chest, I felt my resolve crumbling completely.
"I've wanted this since the day I hired you," he said, his shirt falling to the floor.
"Jason, I can't—"
"Yes, you can." His hands were on my chest now, fingers tracing my muscles through my dress shirt. "You're already here. You're already hard, Jason got down on his knees again and swallowed my cock.
I looked down and somehow Jason had my whole 10 inches down his throat, he looked up with teary eyes, there was saliva dribbling from his mouth but he was on a mission, he kept deep throating me, I wasn’t going to last long at this point, I tried to pull out but he wasn’t having it, I was moaning loudly, I lost control and grabbed Jason’s head and started to fuck his mouth with abandon, Jason just taking the thrusting like he was made for my cock.
I blew my load down his throat, I can’t remember cumming so hard, my legs nearly buckled, Jason pulled my cock out of his mouth and told me that was the best cock he had ever swallowed, he got up and kissed me on the lips, I kissed him back, I could taste my cum on his tongue, fuck I was in trouble, I wasn’t sure how I was going to resist my boss if this was any indication of what was going to happen going forward.
Now, looking at Jason touching my husband at his mansion, I felt a sickening mix of guilt and arousal. What had I gotten us into?
"Tim, has Gavin told you much about his new position?" Jason asked, his eyes never leaving my husband's face.
"Not really," Tim replied, shifting uncomfortably under Jason's arm. "Just that it pays better and means longer hours."
Jason laughed, a deep rumble that made heads turn. "Oh, it's demanding work. Very... physical at times. Your husband has exceptional stamina."
Chapter 2 coming soon…..